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I'll raid ya whole casa
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I'm embarking and armed with
Sigils on my garments, disarm ya
They harmless, I know they be running this bluff
We got murderers, robbers
Dropping from the chopper
Got the armored plate
Got my knife and my revolver
Awe struck
When they see yo head up at the potluck
Glocked up
Taking my shot to the top
I'm sick like a sneeze
Like a cough like a wheeze
Take ya throne Ima seize
It never needed any keys
You believe what you want
But you leave looking gaunt
They don't understand so Ima put it in the biggest font

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Honorless trick in the blink of an eye gon get put to sleep
Stoppin me not gon be how you topple my monopoly
Taking a shot to ya dome I'm switching up yo properties

Broke mothafucka getting jumped out the whip
Caught a bourbon in suburban with the lighter and the wick
Broke mothafucka getting jumped out the whip
Caught a bourbon in suburban with the lighter and the wick

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I got that yayo in my system now I'm shooting a cop
Yeah I'm like Chuck with the chalk and nunchucks and a shot of scotch
If you don't want no problems then just shut the fuck up don't talk
Yo I'm fed up this a PSA not a fuckin rap
Fuckin sick of all you rappers sayin that you got my back
Number 1, did I ask
Number 2, you done crashed
Number 3, if I see you Ima beat yo fucking ass

Broke mothafucka getting jumped out the whip
Caught a bourbon in suburban with the lighter and the wick
Broke mothafucka getting jumped out the whip
Caught a bourbon in suburban with the lighter and the wick

Broke mothafucka getting jumped out the whip
Caught a bourbon in suburban with the lighter and the wick
Broke mothafucka getting jumped out the whip
Caught a bourbon in suburban with the lighter and the wick

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